The mention of dying with water clogging the airways was like a trigger that stirred something in Ashley. She suddenly felt her lungs fill with water, then the cold, tickling sensation of water on her skin. It felt so real that she couldn't breathe at that moment. She had been leisurely resting a hand on DJ's thigh as Mr Leon spoke. But she soon found herself digging her fingers into his thigh as she struggled to breathe. Her hand held her head as a heavy ache invaded her.The suffocation was so real and she felt as though she had been there before. Swallowed up in water and drowning. It felt all too real in her mind.She jolted back into consciousness when DJ repeatedly shook her, calling out her name.She clutched her chest staring up at DJ wide-eyed. Her breathing ragged as her heart raced.DJ gathered her into his arms protectively. Rocking her back and forth reassuringly.Mr Leon watched in perplexed confusion what had happened. “Is she alright?” He finally asked. “What happene
“You’ve come!” Mrs Leon beamed from behind the others, pushing past them to welcome her favourite son, Bruce and his wife.Bruce returned his mother's greeting distractedly as his gaze darted between the company of DJ, his father and the strange lady.“They came in early and are already leaving because his fiance seems to always fall sick at important events.” Mrs Leon took the liberty to explain to Bruce who was staring at DJ, surprised that he was on his way out.“Sarah!” Mr Leon addressed his wife by her first name. He was totally disgusted by her behavior.Mrs Leon passed him an unapologetic look, eyeing her husband for reprimanding her in front of the kids.Bruce turned to his brother, ignoring the angry glares being exchanged between his parents.Bruce didn't like this. He wanted a chance to gloat over his achievement to his brother. He wanted to see the hurt and bitterness on DJ's face as DJ's rights were being passed on to him.“Why are you leaving so soon?” He asked. “The din
“How could you let this happen?” Tony rebuked Knox who had the lines of worry embellished all over his expression.He had just stepped out of Ashley's Ward where he just finished examining her. He was still standing by the door when Knox approached him. Ashley had to undergo a minor surgery to stitch back her open wound. Knox had left the concerned group, DJ and his brother at the far end of the hall to speak privately with Tony. “How is she? Will she be alright?” Knox questioned, ignoring Tony's reprove. His concern was focused more on the girl, Ashley, his daughter.He had almost died in the instant he received the distressing call from DJ. He immediately made arrangements for Ashley to be taken to Dr Tony. A doctor who was familiar with her medical history.“She suffered a major concussion. The wound reopened. We had to stitch it again… Thankfully, she's stable now.”“And?” Knox asked anxiously, fearing the worst. It was a question Tony understood and he gave his honest response.
“What did you just say?” DJ asked as he strode into the room.Bruce followed behind him. He had helped DJ carry Ashley to the car when she fainted at their house. The ambulance was taking forever to arrive and DJ didn't want to wait doing nothing, so he insisted on taking Ashley to the hospital himself.Mr Leon had suggested that Bruce drive his brother to the hospital as DJ was not in the right frame of mind to drive.Bruce ended up bringing them to the hospital. He was just about to leave after DJ expressed his sincere gratitude when they glanced over to where Knox and Dr Tony stood by the door to Ashley's cabin.The rush with which Knox had charged into the room alerted DJ that something was wrong.He quickly sprinted for the door into which Knox had disappeared. He wanted to find out for himself what was happening with Ashley. Bruce instinctively ran after him and they were met with Dr Tony's announcement. His reaction was just as the same as Mr Knox's.“How old is the pregnancy?
The ground spinned under Mr Knox's feet. His heart skipped many beats and raced when it picked up. He felt as though his essence was seeping out of him.“Ashley?” He whispered.Ashley suddenly jerked her chest up and her eyes bulged, growing wide like saucers. The ECG machine beeped rapidly as she propped her upper body as though she was taking her last breath.Dazed, Mr Knox tripped back. His senses picked up and he ran for the door, darting his gaze between the path before him and the epileptic Ashley on the bed.Knox yanked the door, poked his head out and yelled out to Tony who was thankfully still waking down the hallway.“Tony! Come fast! I think something is wrong. She woke up… She…” Knox stammered in his agitation.Tony was quick on his heels. He pushed past Knox and stepped inside the room.DJ and Bruce, who had stayed back, waiting by the cabin after their argument, followed behind Tony.“I… I don't know what happened… I… She woke up… Looked at me… Opened her eyes. Then all
Ashley had lazily opened her eyes to the unfamiliar room. As her heavy eyes roved around the room, trying to figure out where she was, they met with the eyes of the strange man staring worriedly at her. “Who are you?” She asked. Her voice barely above a whisper.She watched as the man's eyes flew wide with fear.“Ashley?” He said.It was a vaguely familiar call and in that instance, it hit her. The sharp piercing pain at the back of head. Memories of a past locked in the deep recess of her mind and that of the past few days collided, clashing and battling for dominance in her mind.Lilian, Ashley, Bruce, DJ. Who was she? Her heart raced. Her pulse palpated. She felt a decline in her insides before she gave in to darkness.The faint voices, so closed yet so distant, floated in her mind. She could faintly hear the conversation between two people. She felt exhausted. The fierce mind battle she had fought had drained her. Now she was focusing on calming her racing heart.There was no w
Tears pulled at Knox's eyes. She remembered him. She didn't forget her new life. He was grateful that he hadn't yet again lost a daughter. Everything would be as it were. He would be her father and she would be his daughter.Tony on the other hand was thankful that his practice would not not be affected. He didn't deny the fact that what he had helped his friend do was illegal and he feared the consequences.DJ was happy that he wouldn’t again be a part of her forgotten memories and he wouldn't be starting all over again in winning her trust.Only Bruce had a neutral expression. He was only glad that such a beautiful girl didn't lose her life.Tony smiled at Ashley. “That's good.” He commended her. Tony turned to the nurse. “Have you given her the injection?” The nurse nodded in response.“You should get some rest now.” Tony told Ashley. “You’ll need to regain your strength.”“When do I get discharged?” Ashley asked. “I want to go home.” Dr Tony was taken aback by her question, but
It had been a week since Ashley was discharged and she was beginning to feel better. She had rested, regained strength and strategized. Fueled by her need to get revenge, she couldn't wait until she was fully up to par to begin executing her plans.She looked at the diary of Ashley she had been reading before dozing off the previous night. She had learnt so much about the dead Ashley from those pages.It was vital for her to understand the pattern of things in the Knox's household. For her plans to be any successful, she needed to get power and money, lots of it.And the one way to achieve that quickly was through her father, Mr Knox. Ashley smiled at the thought.Her diary had stated just how much Knox wanted his daughter to take over his company but for her stubbornness and grievance at the old man, she had refused. Stupid girl.That was the old Ashley. This new one would work her way to the top of the business. She had to make Mr Knox know of her interest.There was a soft knock on
DJ’s eyelids fluttered open. He had felt the weight on his arm shift. He tightened his grip around her and pulled her against himself. “Escaping?” He asked in a serious tone. He had woken up earlier but laid still, holding her and enjoying the warmth of her body. He wouldn't let her slip away from him. Not again. Not after she had agreed to marry him last night. Ashley chuckled. “Not escaping. I just didn’t want to wake you.” “You were escaping and I caught you.” DJ said conclusively. Ashley broke into laughter and poked his muscled chest. “Silly.” She teased. He joined her, laughing at the pun. He stopped, heaved deeply as his expression turned serious. “I want to wake up with you like this everyday of my life.” His voice was ladened with emotions and sincerity. Ashley’s softened. She smiled at him. She wanted just the same thing too. But- “Me too.” She spoke softly. DJ shifted so that his head rested on his folded elbow. His face was only inches away from hers. His eyes
“I never thought you could patch things up with Rachel.” DJ remarked, his eyes fixed on his rearview mirror with the image of Bruce and Rachel standing on their front porch, watching their car drive down the lane. “Never thought you could ever become friendly with each other.” “Hmm.” Ashley hummed. “I was beginning to get tired of the fights. It just didn't fit right that you two were always at loggerheads.” “Mm-mm.” “Especially now that I'm trying to fix things with my family.” He continued. “I don't want you to be caught in the middle of our past.” Ashley scoff humorlessly. Past. The word was weighty with meaning. “Dad would be pleased to hear this. He’s always wanted one big united family.” Ashley kept mute this time, not making any sound in agreement or disagreement to his statement. Her truce with Rachel wasn't as she painted it. It was a trap for Rachel. A trap Rachel was successfully caught in. DJ took his eyes off the roads and glanced at her. “Are you alright?” He as
Rachel wasn't herself the rest of the evening. She kept stealing petrifying glances at Ashley. Ashley had become a difficult puzzle; she couldn't place its missing piece. How did she know so much? Who was feeding her with so much information? Was Bruce stupid enough to tell her? She couldn't figure anything out. She just couldn't wrap her head around any of it. She was more than pleased when the time came for everyone to leave. She and Bruce bade them goodbye, shaking hands, passing hugs and farewell kisses to her parents and Bruce's parents, and avoiding Ashley and DJ. She managed a half hearted smile at DJ and didn't look at Ashley at all. Ashley smiled and moved to hug Rachel in front of everyone. Rachel froze on the spot. Her eyes widened and her heart stopped. She couldn't respond. “I'm so glad we had that talk.” Still smiling, Ashley rubbed the length of her arm. “It warms my heart to know that we are on good terms now.” Rachel blinked, she felt Ashley's hand run t
Ashley matched the old woman's gaze, watching her intently until she disappeared into the living room. She was the least bit intimidated. She smiled at herself. Mrs Fox didn't know what was coming. She didn't know half of it yet. Ashley would let her be. For now. She turned around to face a glaring Rachel. Her eyes trailed the length of Rachel. She noticed the napkins on Rachel's hand. “I didn't think you were one to get your hands dirty.” Ashley commented. “Where are your maids?” Rachel had never been good with house chores and seeing her helping to clear the table was a rare sight. “What do you want? Rachel asked. She yanked a careless discarded napkin off the table and added it to the pile she had gathered in her hand. A task she had begun in a bid to simmer off before joining them in the living room. “I thought you could use the company. Your face looks like a rock. Smile.” Ashley smiled at her, showing Rachel how to. Rachel scoffed. “And you think your presence would make
“This is a family dinner, why did you invite her?” Rachel bellowed at Bruce who stood in front of their mirror, attentively fixing his tie. “Because she's family. She's my brother's fiancee.” He responded without glancing at her. “You don't realize that she's your brother's fiancee on those nights when you stayed out late on dinner dates, frolicking with with ‘brother's fiancee!’” Hot fumes literally escaped Rachel's ears. “We are business partners. You know that.” Bruce walked around her as he spoke. He beelined for her vanity table where he had earlier laid his cufflinks. Fixing the tiny piece of accessory to his suit sleeves, he continued talking. “Stop being so petty. You keep ranting about a woman who is least concerned about you or what you have.” He finished fixing the cufflinks and walked back to the mirror, examining his finished look. Satisfied with his reflection, he turned to Rachel. “Go get yourself dressed up and come down. We are the hosts, we shouldn't be late to o
“Paul.” His name was a breath of stale air as it rolled out of her lips. She could see the curve of his sinister smile even in the darkness. “Missed me?” Ashley's chest rose and fell in quick successions. Her eyes wide with terror, she watched him closely. Calculating and anticipating his next move. She hadn't forgotten the last time. Fixing her eyes on him, she allowed the corners of her eyes to scan around her, looking for an easy grab and suitable weapon. She flinched, shifting backward as he lifted a hand to her. Her breath paused. His hands approached, taking a lifetime to reach her. When it finally did, his index finger trailed the side of her face and tucked a mass of her disheveled hair behind her. “Go back to sleep. We'll talk better tomorrow.” Not another word and he was walking out the door. No fights. No argument. No attack. He left. Ashley exhaled, clutching her chest, fearing her racing heart would explode. She hadn't realized she had been holding her breath. G
“I’m not surprised Rachel could stoop so low.” Pamela remarked as they walked out of the bar. Ashley scoffed, shaking her head ruefully. “They have no morals.” They reached the car, Ashley clicked the doors open and they got in. “Ashley, don't you think you revealed too much to Rachel? She'll begin to suspect.” Pamela's voice was laden with concern. “That’s what I want. To raise doubt and suspicion in her mind… You don't have to worry. She can't hurt me.” Ashley assured her, knowing the reason for Pamela's concerns. She kicked the car to a start and drove to drop Pamela off at her apartment. “Thanks girl.” Pamela said in appreciation as she got down. “Want to come inside?” “No. Thanks. I'm going up east.” Pamela knitted her brows. “Is everything alright at home?” “Yeah. Dad's coming back tomorrow and I want to be there when he arrives.” Dad; the word came to her naturally. There was an inexplicable excitement at the thought of seeing Mr Knox again. The man that saved her a
Stan's eyes met the menacing man standing beside Pam. His huge frame contrasted spookingly to Pam’s small frame. He parted his lips and swallowed the words he was about to utter. The warning look on Thomas’ face left him speechless. He recovered quickly, cleared his throat and grunted a goodbye to Pamela and Ashley as they left. Once both women were out of sight, Stan stood at attention, feet closed, chest out and hand lifted up to his head in salute. “Sir!” Joe watched horrified. Trembling, he mirrored Stan's posture in salute to his boss whom he had never seen. “Sir!” Joe’s salute came out shaky and fear filled. Thomas dismissed them and occupied the stool Ashley had earlier vacated. His scrutinizing gaze fixated on both men as he motioned to them to sit. “What was that all about?” Thomas asked, his tone authoritative and bossy. Nothing like the voice he spoke to Pamela in. “Are you two selling sensitive office information out?” He probed further. “What are you two trying to pu
“Darn it!” Ashley cussed under her breath as Pamela and Thomas reached them. She wasn't ready to deal with Thomas again. She didn't know the guy and she didn't trust him. Just her instincts. And it didn't help that her investigation on him came back with nothing. Nothing! Almost as though the dude didn't exist. She hissed and clenched her fist. An unrest that didn't go unnoticed by Pamela. Pamela met Ashley’s eyes with a glare. “See who I bumped into.” Pamela beamed. A warning directed at Ashley underlied her voice. Ashley took the cue and wore a sweet welcoming smile. She had to behave for her friend. Pamela liked him and until she had proof to convince Pamela otherwise, she'd have to tolerate him. “Hello, Thomas. It's nice to see you again.” Ashley greeted. Thomas smiled and nodded. “Hello Ashley. Nice to see you too.” He returned, all the while switching his gaze between Rachel and Ashley, curiosity embedded in his grey eyes. Ashley turned to Pamela who was standing beside her